The Week That America Died

This is the week that I lost my faith.

This is the week that Donald Trump was acquitted of charges of abuse of power and obstruction of Congress by a Republican Senate so cowed by his bullying that they are willing to empower him to shred the very document that they have sworn to protect and defend. He has now claimed total vindication and is completely untethered from any real or perceived limitations on his self-enriching, autocratic, vindictive tendencies.

Progressives: From Grief to Action

I think half of America is currently experiencing one of the five stages of grief right now.

The first, DENIAL: You can be sure a lot of Americans went to bed on the night of November 8th certain that by the time they woke up Wednesday morning, everything would be sorted out and Donald Trump would NOT be our president-elect. No way, no how.